Grandpa picked us up from the train station in Sacramento, and we drove down our cabin near Yosemite National Park. The first day, we drove around a lot, getting our bearings, and hiking just a little bit up to the lower level of Yosemite Falls.
The next day, I joined a photography tour with the Ansel Adams gallery. A resident photographer took us on a loop around the valley floor, stopping often to share some tips and giving us a little history of the park's famous advocate. I highly recommend it. It was nice to have some time dedicated to photography within our family vacation, and I found the information really enriched my experience there.
This is one of the images I took on the tour, of the black oaks growing along the edge of a meadow.